Who doesn’t want to look good, feel good, and do good? There’s a simple solution to helping our planet and it could be the very reason I decide to stay in England forever:
There are thousands of bloggers out there who are trying to make it to the ‘big leagues’ with big views, telling you about ‘10 Ways To Lose Weight FAST’ or ‘12 Ridiculous Things To See in New Orleans.’ I realized that’s what I’ve been starting to do in recent posts. And I also realized that’s not really me.
I’m just some girl sitting at her computer, hoping I can type away the time until I can start traveling again. It’s cool to get more views and likes and all that other instant gratification stuff (hey, I’m a sucker for it), but that’s not why I started this blog.Continue reading “I’m Changing My Blog”
When times are tough and money is tight (oh, hello COVID), we have to find other ways to keep moving forward. Luckily, we have this mystical magic at our fingertips, a little thing called the Internet.
Thank goodness for that, because I don’t know what I’d be doing otherwise. I know so many people around the world who are struggling right now. Heck, I’m one of them. With that being said, let’s get straight to the good stuff. After all, that’s what your here for, isn’t it?Continue reading “3 Easy Ways To Earn Money From Home”
Four-lettered words are some of the most complicated: love, hate, pain, hope, home. If you ask a person to define them, there will never be one correct, all-encompassing answer. I love both my family and my dog, my best friends and sunrises, ice cream and freediving. Do I love them all the same way? Of course not (one would hope).Continue reading “On Travel + Life: How Do You Know If You’ve Found Home?”
The sun shines and the stars, and new beauty meets us at every step in all our wanderings.
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.Continue reading “12 John Muir Quotes That Will Inspire Your Love for Nature”
It’s so easy to let fear dictate the choices we make in our lives: fear of failure, of loss, or fear of being different. This past week, I reached a pivotal point where I was stirring over a decision that would determine my attitude towards they way I want to live my life:
Do I follow the path that is ‘easier’ but much less satisfying, or do I take the path that elicits excitement from my soul but will test me with more challenges?Continue reading “To Follow Your Heart, or Societal Norms?”
Growing up as a three sport athlete, carbs and protein were a way of life. During her last year at university, my younger sister decided to go vegetarian and sparked my stubborn curiosity. Could I give up meat and still have enough energy? Would it make me feel better or worse? Is it really that much more sustainable for the planet?Continue reading “I’m Going Vegetarian: Is It Worth It?”
After my two weeks of Chloe Ting’s shred, I was feeling strong and invincible… that is, until I went home. It seems that old habits die hard. And those habits include over-sized bowls of ice cream, late night nibbles, and the all-too-often breakfast from my favorite local restaurant.
My family was never properly educated about food. In fact, I don’t think most of us are. Do you know how to read the food labels on the back of our packaged edibles? I certainly don’t. I just use my taste buds to tell me what’s good and what isn’t. Not exactly nutritious accuracy at its finest.
These habits, which dictated the first 18 years of my life, were easier to forget when living in my never-never land of Koh Tao, but being back in my childhood home seems to have instantly reverted me to tried and true habits.Continue reading “Eating Healthy While Living At Home: The Struggle You Know All Too Well”
48 hours of being home after almost a year of living abroad has been enough to make me feel like a moody teenager all over again.
Home is a four lettered word that can shape shift depending on the lips of the person speaking it. To some, home might mean a place to sleep for the night, while to others home might be the house that they grew up in, and to others still home is not a literal house, but wherever their loved ones are. My home will always be Cape May, the small South Jersey town where I grew up.Continue reading “Frustration, Sadness, and Adjustment: My First 48 Hours in America”